This is a song about "Make money team"

That i just haven't came up with a name yet

Make money of the poor and ill cash the check

If i can make them money

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

She used to make good money, and we were middle class,

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

I want to make money off pure skill and talent,

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Claim they with the money team but aint got a pot to piss in

People say that i'm a bum, my parents make modest money,

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

And all women who had light features, see

Make money put it in the lobby

I make enough money to buy bullets to waste though

If you ready then i'm ready go, hear this on my radio